The St. Johns herald., 1887-04-14
: AsAMARITAEs EXPERIENCE.
GrapH.Ie Discouragement for the difica- tIsln of tlns Type of PhiIantLro. ist

 Grapl.le Discouragement for thu. difica-
 tIon of Ons Type of Phiizntliro. ist A newspaper man of wide acquaint- a,ce and benevolent disposition wa1 go- i. Y home one night not long ago when h., (el in. at the doorway Of a hoiel, with 6 person of some consequence in the community, who had tarrIed much too long over the wine cup. and was in state where disgrace if not harm might c..me to him if he were not got safely home very soon.
 Bless meT said the newspaper man to hinaeIf, there's Q chance to uO tue good Samaritan. I'll have to hand Job on carefully, because ho Is very drunk, and adroitly steer him home while seeming to let him have his OWL way"
 So he stopped and fell into easy con- versation with JobsOn, aud presently said:
 "WeIl, must be going home, Jobson. Won't you walk along with mey"
 "Shertnly. or bO, shertn'ly," said Jobson. "Great'ey pleasure'a @ warl shee a man home. Come ri long. ole f-liow, COG long,"
 They Set out together, the newspaper man supporting the unsteady movements of his companion.
 Suddenly the former remembered that he didn't know where JUbson llv'-d, ex- cept that 1t was somewhere away od m inc southern outskirts of the ci y, a fear full distance beyond his own house. But he didn't dare to ask any questions that would suggest to JObson that he was taking him home, and simply depended on the impetus in the right direction to carry them along.
 Presently they reached the newspaper mans house, and Jobson insisted on leaving him there. But the newspaper man grew very brotherly and kept Job son going.
 The latter protested that the night was damp and chilly, that it wouldn't do for him, the journalist, to stay Out, and so on. But the newspaper man kept him going and going.
 There wasn't 6 car or a carr.ag", ard Inc good Samaritan wouldn't have darel to take oue if there had been. IL grew very f,ta and he thought of his OWL wife ce tne up in alarm ut his absence. But he was in for 1t.
 Along toward morning they reached door which Jobeon, who had grown drunker and drunker, seemed to have a friendly interest in.
 The newspaper man tried 1t, and Mrs. Jobson came to the door.
 "All IT old girl" said Jobson. "my fr'en' seen me home, now I mus shee him home. Goo night, ole girl! Can't let him go 'ome lone in thls damp air ]" 1t "ould seem that nothing could re- strain JOhson from starting back to town with his companion. Finally he insisted, as a compromise. that the news paper man should stay all night with him.
 Mrs. Jobson gave an appealing look, and the journalist consented, thinking to get JoUson in the house and then slip out. by his wife's aid. But once in, Job son insisted that he @ust sleep with him. a..d grew very ugly when he tried 10 get out of 1t.
 And so the unfortunate newspaper man went up to bed with the drunkard, who took on his coat only whe his friend di and wouldn't touch single button until tho other hal unfastened the corresponding one. and wouldn't get into bed until the other had.
 At last both were snugl; under thS sheet. and the newspaper man was waiting eagerly for some sign that his companion was asleep, when Jobson ex- claimeI:
 "Great -. ole fellow, did you shay your prayers2"
 "No."
 By zhe ole Harry, get up and shay your prayers. an I'll shay mine!''
 The newspaper man got up and knelt at one side of the bed and Jobson at tho other. When the ceremonies were com pleted, both got back into bed, and in about five minutes Jobson began to snor" loudly.
 The newspaper man saw his opPor- tunity. He rose stealthily, put on his underclothing with trembling hands, sneaked down the stairs with his outer garments in his arms, and finished his dressing below. Then he bade the weep ing Mrs. Jobson good morning, and started for his own house.
 It was broad daylight when he reached home, and he found another weeping woman there to greet him.
 "The next time l find drunken man making @ night of it." the newspaper man says now, "he can make @ night of 1t for all me. I have had enough of the good Samaritan business to last mo ali my iife."-( Boston Record,